Chapter 29: Bedroom Door Huiyuan's Rationality: The dangerous building is a hundred feet high.j……
After much difficulty, Huibara finally pulled this senior member of the organization and professional killer to the bedroom door.
Vermouth, as if suddenly recalling some fitting line from her two long lives, pouted, "I'm not some shameful secret, Shirley. I'm just a guest."
Shiho narrowed her eyes. "Then, just act like a polite guest, please."
It's rare to use a request.
Vermouth smiled, but still looked unwilling to obey.
"He'll call the FBI in a few minutes. What are you going to do then?" Huiyuan changed her tactics. If appealing to emotion didn't work, then she'd try reasoning with him.
Conan: Hello? Is this Teacher Judy? I suspect the doctor's house has been invaded by an unidentified blonde witch. She's even sleeping in the bed of my accomplice (crossed out).
For a moment, a touch of emotion and a little sincerity flashed across Vermouth's face.
The doorbell rang, and the mask of the Hollywood enchantress slipped back into place. The mask of the actress with a thousand faces, she donned it with alacrity, her acting skills flowing naturally.
Doorbell: Interrupting spells in critical moments, I am the atmosphere destroyer. I am a ruthless doorbell ringer.
Vermouth smoothed her clothes gracefully and calmly: "Perhaps I should say hello."
Elegance is timeless. Even if the filming is about to begin, she strikes a pose. This composure is as if she's about to walk the red carpet.
Bei Jie: It's time to show off my real skills. She opens the door and gives Conan a big surprise: "Hey, little friend, are you looking for your classmate Ai-chan to play with?"
Huiyuan grabbed Vermouth's wrist and said, "I'm counting on you."
In order to keep (control) this woman, Aijiang tried his best.
Who can resist this little hand grasping this fragile request?
This plea echoed between the two of them, and Vermouth's expression changed slightly, perhaps out of surprise, or perhaps curiosity.
Bei Jie: Oh wow? The kitten can act like a spoiled child and beg for mercy now? That's interesting. Before, it was always "Get lost," but now it's "Please." That's a big improvement.
The atmosphere is so sweet, the air is so sweet. I suggest the Civil Affairs Bureau remain in place. Lock them both up.
"Oh my." Vermouth smiled proudly and let her pull herself: "Shirley, are you protecting me? How touching."
The feeling of teasing the young wife.
Bayonetta’s thousand-layered routine, Ai-chan is still too young (in every sense).
"I'm protecting both of us." Huibara curled her lips.
Ai-chan’s final stubbornness: “It’s not for you, it’s for world peace.” A classic tsundere template, a textbook answer.
"But, think about it carefully. What can the FBI, which is enforcing the law in Mihua, do to an American female celebrity? They come to arrest me without an arrest warrant from a federal judge in the United States?"
Vermouth seemed to find this reasonable reason more funny than worrying.
After all, if the movie queen is arrested, it will be big news. If there is even a slight mistake, the FBI director will be in the headlines for several months.
Bella: You try to touch me? (International Superstar's Calmness.jpg)
FBI: Polite: You? (Old man on subway looking at phone.jpg)
Bayley is betting that the FBI won't make a big deal out of this. After all, the golden signboard of "Best Actress Chris Wynyard" is too shining, and it's a warning of a public relations disaster.
Chinese translation: I have someone behind me (referring to Hollywood entertainment capital), FBI, please think about it.
Vermouth looked at Huibara's somewhat deflated expression and smiled: "But I have to admit that the clothes I wore and the things I brought today were not meant for a violent confrontation with the FBI. So, where are we going?"
Here it comes. Sister Bei's thousand-layer routine. She asks even though she knows the answer, and she's already standing at the bedroom door.
"It's not for confrontation", subtext: "It's for dating, kitten~" (funny)
Indeed, what she wore were clothes that looked very ordinary but exuded sophistication and "not cheap" in every way, which was in line with her status as a movie queen.
"Back door?" he whispered. Su was shocked. Vermouth was already standing at the bedroom door, and now she was talking about going downstairs to the back door. It was irritatingly calm.
"He will see you leaving on the surveillance camera." Huibara whispered, although she vaguely felt that going to the bedroom might be a decision she would regret.
"A decision I regret" (No) "After careful consideration, I followed my heart's decision" (Yes)
Vermouth's smile was just like a cat's: "Ah? Really going to your bedroom? Oh, Shiho, you are so enthusiastic and proactive. This is only our second date."
It's hunting time, isn't it?
Bei Jie, please stop fanning the flames. Ai-chan is about to explode.
Chinese translation: You little brat, you said no, but you still took me to your private space? The plan worked.
"Going on a scavenger hunt together doesn't count as a date at all." Huiyuan said angrily, pushing the tall woman into the bedroom.
"It can't be considered a date at all" (very loud) - this is a case of trying to cover up one's own mistake.
A small push, a big ambiguity.
Sister Bei stepped back, and the corners of her delicate and beautiful lips became even more curved.
"Don't you know? Adventure is the most intimate experience two people can share." Vermouth's whisper echoed in Huibara's ears: "Maybe... except for one other thing."
Sister Bayley has started her philosophy (dirty talk) time again.
"Another thing"... what is it? Tell me more. A friend wants to know. (Crazy hint)
Audience comments predicted: "High energy ahead." "Non-combatants, please evacuate." "The car doors are welded shut, no one can get out."
"Just...keep quiet." Huibara ignored the heat on her cheeks.
Vermouth grabbed her wrist, and their faces were suddenly a few inches closer.
"Don't worry, Shirley. I'm good at keeping secrets." Her thumb gently stroked Huibara's pulse. What a magical way to tease her: "Especially your little secrets."
"Little Shirley"—that possessive nickname is back again. Bayley is having a blast.
Is this "secret" referring to the secret of APTX4869, or the secret of "you like me", Miss Bei? (making trouble face)
Stop touching her, her face is about to explode. (High-energy prompt sound)
Chinese translation: "I will keep your little secrets secret; I have heard your heartbeat."
Question: Why did Haibara bring Vermouth into the bedroom?
A. For common sense, arrange for evacuation.
B. Emotional impulse + subconscious heartbeat, I don't think there's anything wrong with taking her to the bedroom. After all...
C. She thought she was in control of the situation.
D. The author is envious of their interaction and wants to fast forward (dog head)
So, what are the attributes of Vermouth?
A. The Queen Killer.
B. Cats are predators.
C. Master of disguise + love psychologist.
D. All of the above (funny)
Most likely choose D. She is the number one Bayonetta in the universe, a universal character card.
The doorbell rang again, this time more urgently.
It seems like he is complaining, who is the blind person who disturbed the Queen's "private date"? (take a sip)
Haibara broke free from Vermouth's hand.
"Usually ladies eat dinner first. It's quite private for me to come into your bedroom like this, don't you think?"
As expected of a lady who has lived for who knows how many years (bushi), she started talking like a thousand-layer cake.
The word "private" is emphasized. This is a crazy hint: "Xiao Shirley, our relationship is not innocent~"
"Shut up. Come on in," Huibara snapped, pushing her inside. "Don't move anything."
Pushing, shoving, physical contact. KDL. KDL.
"Are you worried about my safety or his?" Vermouth asked even though she was being pushed obediently.
The desire for exclusivity begins to show.
"I'm worried that if he finds out you're here, it might lead to a bloodbath." Huibara whispered, grabbing Vermouth's wrist. "Besides, he doesn't know what's going on in New York, and I'd rather keep it that way."
Ah, are we going to keep this "secret relationship" going, Ai-chan? (Dangerous statement warning)
"Secretly meeting in the bedroom while your boyfriend is at the door?" Vermouth smiled gracefully. "That's paparazzi gossip, Shirley. I never thought you were capable of such a thing."
Sister Bei, you are worthy of it. You just smeared the word "tryst" on Aijiang's face.
"He's not—" Huiyuan started, then stopped. She didn't have time to argue with this troublesome woman. "Just stay in the bedroom."
Think carefully. What kind of classic scene is this from "A Beautiful Girl in a Golden House": "Be good, wait for me to come back and pamper you~" (imagination tone)
Vermouth turned around with an exaggerated look of innocence: "Should I... hide under the bed? Hide in the closet? Honestly, I haven't played such a high-stakes game of hide-and-seek in a long time. This reminds me of... other games we played before."
A strong hint.
I just wonder if the last time they played hide-and-seek like this was when they were dating Yukiko at Kudo's house next door? (Watching the fun without worrying about the big stuff.jpg)
Huiyuan's gaze seemed to solidify lava: "Go quickly."
Vermouth walked in gracefully, chuckling irritatingly.
Then, Haibara discovered that Vermouth was looking at this space with disturbing interest.
"So the great Miyano Shiho is hiding here," she whispered, her fingers gently stroking the spines of the books on the nearby bookshelf. "It's easier than I thought."
Sister Bei: Well, there is also "Harper's Bazaar" on the bookshelf. What a little girl's taste. Wow.
"Don't touch my things," Huibara warned, moving towards the door. "And be quiet. He has very good hearing."
Ai-chan: No filthy hands. No auntie smiles. Conan's ears are as sharp as the wind, he can hear you opening the snack bag from across the Pacific. If you move again, Conan will come in and I won't be able to protect your (and my) vest.
"Well, almost as good as his timing," Vermouth replied, sitting gracefully on Huibara's bed. "After ringing the doorbell for so long, do you think he might have become suspicious?"
Bayonet, with the aroma of tea, is the most lethal when she complains: "Excellent timing" - meaning that she always makes a brilliant appearance when she shouldn't be there, and can be called the leader of the atmosphere group (destructive version).
Huiyuan: Suspicious? If he knew you were in my bed, he would probably call the police and report a big BT intrusion.
"This is no joke. If he finds you here—"
Ai-chan emphasized again. She was extremely scared.
But what she feared was that he would find out, or that she would disturb their private world? This is a question worth pondering.
"Relax, Shirley. I've been evading detection since before you were born."
Sister Bayley's words show her girlfriend power to the max: "Relax, I'm here." I feel so safe.
The Queen's composure and calmness, even in a small situation, completely control her. This calmness, which comes from a lifetime of experience, is so charming.
She glanced leisurely around the bedroom, which was neatly arranged—bookshelves filled with cutting-edge scientific literature, a small desk with a computer, and a neat bed with a plain blue bedspread. Nothing suggested that this bedroom belonged to a child.
This room is the epitome of Shirley Benli: calm, rational, and meticulous.
Haibara's inner world is mature, profound, and full of wisdom, which is on the same level as a fairy like Bayonetta who has lived for many years (in a positive sense). Soulmates are destined.
"How charming." Vermouth looked around and said, "It's not quite what I imagined your bedroom to be."
Qiaodou Madai, are you saying that the room is charming, or that the owner of the room is charming?
Oh wow? What does Bayley imagine her bedroom to be like? A pink lace princess room? (Hold back your laughter.jpg)
However, when you think about it carefully, what Bayonetta said seems to expose her "excessive attention" to Haibara.
She, a Hollywood movie star, actually "imagined" Huiyuan's bedroom. What does this mean? It means that she has long been curious and eager to explore everything about Huiyuan.
"So, what did you imagine?" Huiyuan couldn't help but ask.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. She couldn't help herself. She was also curious about what Sister Bei thought of her. These two arrows were heading in opposite directions, locked.
Vermouth smiled slowly: "I'll tell you when you come back. Don't make me wait too long... I might get curious."
That last line is textbook flirting. Sister Bei, you're worthy of being me. The subtlest flirtation is the most deadly.
Q: Haibara, what should you do most at this moment?
A. He pretended to be calm when he opened the door for Conan, but his hands were still shaking and he was thinking about Sister Bayonetta's legs.
B. Lock Vermouth in the bedroom and reflect on your own sexual orientation.
C. Simply stopped pretending and said to Conan: "I don't want to lie to you anymore. Actually, I... I like Vermouth."
D. yells, "Welcome to this episode of Bedroom Love. I'm your host, Shirley."
When Vermouth said, "I might be curious," what did she most want to do?
A. Read through all the scientific literature on Huiyuan, explore the deep secrets of APTX4869, and strive to help Huiyuan recover as soon as possible.
B. Help Huibara make her bed a little more messy, saying it's "too tidy and doesn't look like a cute girl's room," and "demonstrate personally" how to make it messy.
C. Check Haibara’s computer to see if she has secretly searched for “How to deal with the aggressive flirtation of an older sister without blushing or having your heart racing.”
D. All of the above, and before Haibara comes back, use her bathroom to take a shower and then change into her shirt from the Miyano Shiho period (only) to create a little "surprise".
The doorbell rang again, more urgently this time.
Conan: Open the door. □□. If you don't open the door, I'll ask Kappei Yamaguchi to do the dubbing. If you don't open the door, I'll shoot the door lock with an anesthetic needle.
A series of calls, even elementary school students have tempers. Trick or treat warning.
"I'll go take care of him." Huiyuan put his hand on the door handle and said, "Don't move."
Is Ai-chan's "solved" in a physical sense or a spiritual sense? So excited.jpg (dog head)
aka "Let me see Conan off first, and we'll continue when I come back" (continue what? Elaborate on it.).
Haibara: The little detective outside is very smart, and the "big sister" inside is very seductive. It's so difficult for me.
The Queen said: "The word 'solve' was used so well that if you didn't know, you would think we were going to defuse a bomb."
Huiyuan is so cool. But Sister Bei is not a pushover either.
"What if you can't deal with him?" Vermouth tilted her head.
Here it comes, a thousand layers of routine. This tone, tsk tsk, is playing with fire.
Their eyes met, a tacit exchange of words. Eye contact is the most deadly way to drive.
If Conan discovered Vermouth, his first reaction might be to call Shuichi Akai from next door, and then the situation would quickly become... fatal.
"I will." Huiyuan promised.
Huibara, A is up. This flag is flying high.
Vermouth smiled charmingly and said in a standard American West Coast accent: "All of this is really interesting."
Sister Bei: I enjoy watching the fun, I'll keep this melon ripe. Shura Field is going strong.
Yes, she even felt a little bit excited, worthy of being the big movie queen who has been alive for hundreds of episodes.
"Don't touch anything."
Subtext: Especially my heart (not).
"Ah, you hurt me. It's like I would invade your privacy." Vermouth's words were full of sarcasm.
The doorbell rang again, more urgently.
Vermouth raised an eyebrow, clearly finding this situation amusing. Her expression was practically etched with the word "funny."
There was a mischievous glint in Vermouth's eyes. "It's just like being in Manhattan. But I remember that our space was much larger than the children's bedroom."
Manhattan memories.
Bei Jie: Thinking back to those days... (starts telling a story)
Huiyuan: Shut up. No reminiscing about the past.
Huibara blushed. "Stay here. Keep quiet. Don't touch anything. Don't make any noise."
Three consecutive warnings, but to no avail, Bayley only gets worse (doge).
"You know," Vermouth said as she gracefully sat down on the edge of the bed, "this reminds me of your room in Manhattan. You gave me similar... orders back then, although the circumstances were completely different."
Mentioning Manhattan again. Bayley, are you a repeater? (Speak more, I love it.)
What happened last time? What were the instructions?
Huihara's cheeks flushed slightly. "That's Miyano Shiho. She's dead."
Classic cut: "I have nothing to do with it, that was my past business." Sulli: Don't cue, I'm offline.
Miyano Shiho is dead, but Haibara Ai is still alive and blushing. Tsundere is confirmed.
Q: What exactly did Vermouth and Shirley do in Manhattan?
A. Going on a mission together, forced to live together (drama version)
B. Watching a movie together, popcorn in mouth (pink version)
C. Take a shower together and share a towel after a fight (fanfiction)
D. Stop writing, my imagination is already too rich (reader's voice)
“Really?” Vermouth gave a knowing smile. “Because from my perspective, you look very energetic. Just… a little small.”
Deadly rants, precise strikes. Shrimp and pig heart, oh sister Bayley.
The doorbell rings tirelessly. The ever-changing doorbell always appears at the most crucial/awkward moment, propelling the plot forward.
Who is knocking on my window (door)?
"We'll discuss this later," Huibara said. "Don't touch my things."
Territorial awareness max.
"You can't even touch this?" Vermouth picked up a small framed photo from Huibara's bedside table. This might be one of the few personal belongings in this simple room.
The photo shows Huibara and the members of the Junior Detective League, all smiling after solving a particularly difficult case: "You are really becoming more and more ordinary."
Sister Bei, if you don't seek death, you won't die. Why don't you understand? You only pick on the important ones. You're the number one troublemaker.
A group photo of the Junior Detectives. This is one of Haibara's weaknesses. These are her "family."
"It's becoming more and more ordinary." Is this an affirmation of Huiyuan's current life, or is it a hint that "you also have weaknesses"? (Significant)
"Put it down." Huibara said nervously.
"Yes, yes, disasters come one after another." Vermouth put down the photo, sighed exaggeratedly, and stood up lazily and gracefully.
"Great detective, a wolf was found at Grandma's house. But in this fairy tale, Little Red Riding Hood seems to be protecting the wolf. How charming."
"Shut up."
"Don't keep me waiting too long, little scientist. I love exploring when I'm curious, especially when no one's watching."
Then, the deadly Soul-Calling Bell sounded again. The atmosphere was completely ruined. The background music instantly switched.
"Stay here and keep quiet." Huibara ordered. The queen gave orders again and again, but it had no deterrent effect (to Bayonetta).
Vermouth narrowed her eyes, feeling like she was about to play a prank: "What else? Will you punish me?"
Punishment? Something's wrong with Bayonetta. Very wrong. Things are going well for Orange. Kida rang.
Haibara gave Vermouth a warning glare, then slammed the bedroom door shut, blocking Vermouth's happy expression.
Ai-chan: I'll give you a look and let you experience it yourself. If you keep being naughty, I'll unplug your network cable.
The damage is about zero. Just the angry stare of a kitten.
Door closing sound: bang.
Huiyuan's inner thoughts: MMP. One is outside asking for death, and the other is inside causing trouble.
Sister Bei (laughing behind the door): The kitten’s fur is so cute.
Closing the door securely, Huibara took a deep breath to calm herself down, then walked towards the front door.
The self-cultivation of a professional actor, switching emotions in a split second. A former tissue scientist indeed.
Inner thought: Stay calm, I can do this, I am Haibara Ai. As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.
Through the surveillance, she saw Conan moving anxiously and raising his hand to ring the doorbell again.
She paused in front of the hallway mirror, checking herself for any signs of unease.
The child looking at her in the mirror looked impossibly young.
This child represents Mihua's peaceful life before this afternoon, before he met Vermouth again.
The universe's sense of humor is sometimes enough to make your blood boil.
The cheerful tone of the doorbell and the panic that surged in Huibara's heart were in stark contrast.
Haibara: I really do thank you. The atmosphere is very good and we can start the meal right away.
She walked down the stairs. By the time she reached the door, her slightly annoyed expression had completely disappeared.
The Sichuan Opera face-changing master Huihara Ai can be a tigress one moment and a little white rabbit the next. It would be a shame if she didn't win an Oscar for her acting skills.
Inner thoughts: Stay calm, I am the calm and wise Shirley, I can't panic, I must not let Conan see the flaw.
At this moment, Conan is crouching outside the door, Bayonetta is lying flat on the bed, and Haibara's face is full of exhaustion - this is not a romance drama, this is a cool story of cultivating immortals.
Facing Conan's fatal doorbell call and Vermouth's "watching the fun and not minding the trouble" buff, Haibara Ai's inner thoughts at this time are closer to:
A. "Damn it! Can't these two give me a day of peace? Destroy them, quickly." (I'm being persecuted daily and just want to lie down)
B. "Conan, if you press it again, I'll let Bayonetta bite you. If you continue to act recklessly, Bayonetta, I'll turn you over to the nation." (Caught between a rock and a hard place, a desperate situation)
C. "It's over, it's over. Even jumping into a river of popcorn can't clear my name. My reputation is ruined." (On the verge of social ruin, frantically trying to make amends)
D. "Exciting. So exciting. This feeling of surviving in the cracks... ssssss." (Has my hidden masochistic side awakened?)
Huiyuan, what will you choose now?
A. Open the door and say to Conan, "I just took a shower, don't come in."
B. Have Vermouth jump out of the window, and then pretend to be kidnapped.
C. Just drag Sister Bei into a sad drama and forcefully whitewash herself.
D. Turn off the lights and pretend to be dead. Everyone log off and we’ll talk about it tomorrow.
Those who chose D are all in the advanced stage of procrastination and social anxiety. Come and check in.
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